I made it to the rooftop and I stood there.
With the Quad as my view. Everyone was still there cheering and clapping.
Sue and R2 was still on stage.
While everyone was cheering, I was over here sobbing.
I closed my eyes and let my tears be the only thing I felt, the soft sobs be the only thing I hear.
The breeze was flowing through my hair.
I wish I never had feelings, that way I may spare any and every emotional breakdown. That way, I can be nothing but just a careless person in this world.
The thing is though, no matter how hard I try to numb and immune myself from potential heart breaks and depression... it continuously finds me every time.
No nook and cranny can I hide where feelings don't find me.
Sometimes I just wanna get away. To a place far away from here where no one knows my name.
I may be over reacting with all these emotion crap.
But what do you expect? I thought I finally was able to trust myself again.
I thought maybe this was one feeling I know I'm sure of.
I thought that Daniel would be the flashlight I can use to escape this dark and empty void.
I was wrong.
I was very wrong.
Now for sure I'm certain, I'll never have anything but the void I constantly try to fill. I'll never have anything but the presence of my family and friends.
That's enough for me.
Soon enough, I felt another feeling. Heavy hands on my shoulder.
"Sas."
Only one person calls me that.
I need for him not to do this anymore. I want him to forget about me so I took his hold off of me.
"My name is Kathryn." I wiped my tears.
"Why are you crying?" He looked so worried.
Please don't do this.
He looked so concerned about me..
I won't fall for his tricks anymore. I won't give him the satisfaction. I won't give in.
"I'm not crying." I spoke normally.
"That's a lie." He scoffed.
A lie?
"Funny, that word."
"What are you talking about?" He spoke confusingly.
Lies. That's all he showed towards me. Nothing but lies!
"Nothing, just leave." I wiped my tears and sat down on the bench.
I closed my eyes expecting to hear fading footsteps away from me.
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